Dawn crept in through the crack in the window and appeared on the swordsman's face.

The swordsman stayed up all night, and practicing internal skills all night not only did not make him tired, but made him more energetic.

Although he failed to break through to the realm of a first-class master, he was able to comprehend a lot of things after one night of practice.

At this time, the fat man next door was still snoring.

Grab a basin of water and start washing, get rid of the greasy overnight, and start the day again.

"Oh no! Oh no!"

Early in the morning, the sound of urgency resounded into the funeral hall.

The voice was so loud that not only the outer court disciples could hear it clearly, but even the inner court disciples could hear it.

Except, of course, the fat guy next door can't hear ...

"Bang. ”

The door of the inner courtyard was suddenly slammed open, and a disciple who had entered the mortuary hall broke in.

Seeing that Song Zhong happened to be washing in the courtyard, the disciple hurriedly stepped forward.

"Senior Brother Song, not long ago, you killed nineteen martial artists in the Mirror Division of Silin County, and now the hundred adults of the Mirror Division of Silin County have come to the door!"

The disciple's tone was tense, and heavy emotions appeared between his eyebrows.

Except for a small number of disciples who did not deal with Song Zhong, Song Zhong had a very high status in the hearts of the other disciples in the funeral hall.

It can be said that as long as there is no first-class master among the disciples of the funeral hall, Song Zhong is definitely the leader of the funeral hall.

Absolutely carry the handle!

However, entering the funeral hall is just entering the funeral hall, and the Mirror Division is the existence that Emperor Ning Guo values!

The Camera Boss is not easy to mess with!

In the rivers and lakes, the Zhangjing Division is known as the lackey of the imperial court, and even directly scolds it as a "hungry dog", which shows the cruelty of the Zhangjing Division.

What's more, Song Zhong was not as simple as angering the Mirror Division, but killed the nineteen martial artists of the Mirror Division, including a first-class master.

Song Zhong frowned and asked, "How many people are coming?"

The disciple replied in a panic: "I only saw two, and I don't know if there are other people hiding in the shadows." ”

Song nodded and said, "In that case, then you wait for me to take the sword, and I'll kill these two guys later." ”

The disciple was stunned, and subconsciously pinched his thigh, and a clear pain came to his mind.

He's not dreaming!

That sentence was said by Song Zhong!

It is not enough for Song Zhong to kill the nineteen warriors of the Zhangjing Division, but also to kill the hundred households of the Zhangjing Division who came to seek justice!

Regardless of whether they can beat each other or not, the two countries will not fight each other, and Song finally came up with the idea of killing!

Song Zhong's courage is too big!

The disciple looked at Song Zhong and did not look away for a long time.

Everyone is a second-rate martial artist, why is Song Zhong so crazy?

Song Zhong was puzzled, killing people was not enough, killing two people just scared the other party into sluggishness?

With a slight cough, he finally pulled the disciple's thoughts back to reality.

The disciple said, "I'm afraid the senior brother can't do it... The other party is a hundred households, and it must be the realm of a first-class master, and the senior brother is only a second-rate realm, so I am afraid it will be difficult to win. ”

Song Zhong shook his head and said, "You have to try it to know if it works." ”

An understatement set off a storm in the hearts of the disciples.

Ignoring the mood of the disciple, Song Zhong dropped the towel in his hand, went back to the house to get the sword, and went next door to wake up the fat man.

It didn't take long for the sound of a fat man screaming.

Pulling the fat man's ears, the fat man was in pain and gradually woke up.

Song Zhong stood in the courtyard with the fat man and found that the disciple was still in a daze.

"Please lead the way!"

The disciple was shocked, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The disciple walked towards the door, leading the way, and while sighing in his heart Song Zhong's arrogance.

Song Zhong, this guy, is really not afraid of death.

I don't know where Song finally got his self-confidence.

Even if everyone is a disciple of the "Calf Guardian Hall Master", no disciple dares to be so arrogant.

This guy is simply insane!

The disciple was full of thoughts, and occasionally looked back at the fat man.

The fat man asked, "Where are we going?"

Song finally replied: "Go and kill, you are a first-class master." ”

The fat man yawned, and instead of showing a look of fear, he showed a familiar expression.

Lose your marbles!

Lose your marbles!

Both of them are crazy!

Hundreds of households in charge of the mirror want to kill!

That's a first-class master!

Why don't you two go to heaven?

.........

.........

Daping Mountain, Wuji Holy Sect.

The square was overcrowded.

From a distance, these people look more like ants, gathered together.

They drew their weapons and unleashed their killing intent on the two men who were going up the mountain.

Unfortunately, among the men who went up the mountain, there was a first-class master wearing a flying fish suit and holding a splendid sword.

This first-class master did not have the slightest fear in the face of the disciples of the Wuji Holy Sect.

No matter how many disciples of the Wuji Saint Sect were, he couldn't leave the slightest fear in his heart.

This is the courage and self-confidence of a first-class master.

As first-class masters, ordinary martial artists can no longer cause damage to them.

No matter how poor a first-class master is, he can escape with his otherworldly light skills.

Therefore, he has no fear, no fear.

He led another slightly obese man and walked slowly.

It wasn't until they reached the center of the square that the disciples suddenly changed formation and surrounded the two of them.

"Heh, I'm the head of Silin County, I quickly retreat! I'm just here to find Song Zhong, it has nothing to do with you, I hope you don't get involved, this is the second time I've said it, I don't want to say it a third time. ”

A man in a flying fish suit and a brocade knife in his hand looked around, his voice loud and majestic.

"Hahaha, rare guest, rare guest, really rare guest!"

Hearty laughter came from not far away.

The disciples of the Wuji Holy Sect gave way to a passage, and at the end of the passage, a burly man stood.

The burly man was shirtless, his muscles exposed, and his every move showed strength.

And he had a delicate meteor hammer wrapped around his waist.

The meteor hammer exuded a faint killing intent, and I don't know if it was the breath of death left behind after killing people before.

The head of the mirror Si Baihu asked, "Who are you? Are you Song Zhong?"

The burly man smiled and said, "No, I'm not Song Zhong, I'm the hall master of the White Tiger Hall of the Wuji Holy Sect, Shan Xiongxing." ”

The head of the mirror Si Baihu suddenly realized: "It turned out to be Shan Xiongxing, who is known as the 'Xiashan Tiger', what's the matter?

Shan Xiongxing said with a smile: "The purpose of the hundred households here, Shan already knows, don't worry, I have already sent someone to call Song Zhong, Song Zhong has done all the bad things, and he will not be honored by the Holy Sect, Shan will hand over Song Zhong to the hands of the Mirror Division, and wait for the Mirror Division to fall." ”

As soon as Shan Xiongxing said this, the surrounding Wuji Saint Sect disciples lowered their heads and discussed.

Although Song Zhong killed the nineteen warriors of the Mirror Division, it was not the turn of the Mirror Division!

The Mirror Commander is at most a lackey of the court, why would his single hall master of the White Tiger Hall bow his head to the lackey of the court?

Handing over Song Zhong, isn't this just sending Song Zhong to die?

"Hahaha, that's great. ”

The head of the camera Si Baihu laughed, he showed a playful smile, originally he thought that there would be a storm when he came today, but he didn't expect Shan Xiongxing of the White Tiger Hall to be so good at behaving.